A Dog Named Fetch
A dog named Fetch
There are any reasons why some people should not own a dog. This poem is just a silly reason. The idea came to me when I remembered attending a performance by the comedian George Carlyn many years ago. One of his jokes was about a dog he named Stay.
I have a dog named Fetch,
Every time I called to him,
He would run away from me,
Must have been a silly whim.
I tried to teach him tricks,
Called him and said, lay down!
He would run away,
And lay down town.
He is always looking
For something far away,
Then come back later,
Happens every day.
I tried to teach him
How to sit and stay,
Sit! Stay! Said his name,
He acted a strange way.
Tried to hold his hand,
Said his name and Shake!
He’d run into water
Then shake at the lake.
Come end of the day,
Could not get him to sleep.
I’d say nite nite, Fetch.
All night didn’t hear a peep.
My friend one day told me,
You gotta change his name.
So I named him Roll Over,
He’s never been the same.
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© 2017 Phyllis Doyle Burns
I have always liked to write.It is important to me that writing comes from my heart and soul. When writing poetry, if I do not feel a spiritual connection to what I am writing on, I will discard it and go on to something I can connect with on a spiritual level. I live in the moment, I write from the past or beyond the veil. When writing fiction I go with whatever inspires me at the moment - it could be funny, sorrowful, romantic or sometimes done with the use of colloquial language from mountain folk or other cultural regions.
I began writing content online in 2007, starting with BellaOnline - A Voice For Women, where I was the Native American Editor, Folklore & Mythology Editor, and the Appalachian Editor. I also wrote articles forThe Examiner, Daily Two Cents, and Yahoo. I am currently an author on HubPages.
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Very amusing, and so often animals have a mind of their own, as they should. Calling a dog a command was perhaps an oversight. Lol Nicely done Phyllis.
So glad you enjoyed it, Tony. I just gotta have some silly fun once in awhile and it comes out in a poem. Thanks, Tony.
Haha, clever piece Phyllis, had me smiling. 🙂 Great close. My four year old has decided, since we don’t have a dog, to crawl around regularly and act like one himself. It was cute, at first…but as it has continued, perhaps I should redirect and encourage him to fetch things for me, instead of being underfoot. Ha!
Enjoyed it.
Best,
Mel
Thank you so much, Mel. So glad you enjoyed it. It was fun writing it.
Great closing stanza Phyllis. Funny. Overall good piece well done.~Paul
Thank you Paul. Very happy you enjoyed it.
A very cute picture, and poem. The last four lines are my favorite. My dog has a mind of her own, and only recently has come around to returning when I call…however, I have to be aware of her desires. Not bad for 9 years old, eh??
Thank you, Donald. Glad you like it.